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that day were Mrs. Stanton, Belva A. Lockwood,
Phebe Cozzens, and many others. When we sung,
Susan gave a history of our work in Kansas, remarking
that we moved hearts where heads were too dull to be
convinced by argument. a A '^> -| QQ '^

The following Sunday eveniiig we participated in a
meeting of the Congressional Temperance Society,
Senator Buckingham presiding. Edward Young, A.
M. Powell, Rev. B. I. Ives, and Hon. Wm. E. Dodge
were the speakers. A week later we sung at another,
at the Masonic Temple. Two nights later we sung in
a concert in Baltimore. We went often to the home of
Hay ward Hutchinson while in Washington. Hay ward
was a son of my brother David, and a ver}- successfid
business man. Hayward, with his wife, gave a recep-
tion and musicale in our honor. Among those present
were ^Ir. and Mrs. Hastings, ]Mr. and Mrs. John O.



34 THE HT'TrmX^iOX FAMILY.

Evans, Attorne3'-General and ]\Irs. "Williams, Governor
and Mrs. Shepherd, Jiid_o-e Miller, Mrs. Stocking-, ]Mr.
S. G. Young, Mrs. Neagle, ^Nlr. James R. Young, Mr.
Flao-o- I)r, and Mrs. McDonald, Mr. John M. Youuo-,
and several others. Prof. Carl Iiichter acted as accom-
panist. AVe sung in Baltimore the same evening, re-
turning in time to spend three hours at the reception.

On iMonday, February 9th, we were in Toledo, at a
great temperance meeting in St. Paul's Church. A few
days later we were back in Washington, hi the course
of our stay Ave gave mau}^ concerts in the capital, a large
nuuiber in Dr. Tiffauy's INIetropolitan M. E. Church.
F. Widdows, whom I have spoken of as agent for Ole
Bull, usually had some connection with these concerts.
He at this time played the chime of bells in the jSIet-
ro})olitan Cliurch, and as he was very friendly to us
would often play on the bells some of our melodies,
" The Old Granite State " and others. We were some-
what restricted in our selections when singiug in this
church, as the trustees objected to an^'thing of a secular
nature. Our entertainments were therefore sacred con-
certs. President Grant often came to these concerts.
One night at the close, when talking with him, I told
him the story of Chase's prophecy that lie would be
president for a third term. I was very much in favor
of the Chief Justice, always, and during Grant's first
term, Avhen the forces were at Avork that linally cul-
minated in the Lil)eral Republican movemeut, said to
him that it seemed to me that here was the long-hoped-
for opportunity to elevate him to the presidency. Rais-
ing las iingcr emphatically, Mr. Chase said: "Gi'ant
will be his own successor as president, mark that."
Not long before Chase's decease I called upon him, and
reminded him of tlie fulfilment of his pro})hecy. He



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said, "I will proplies}- again — Grant will l)e president
for a third term." ''What" I said, " are we to revolu-
tionize things and make him a perpetual incumbent?"
" No," said Chase, " but there is nothing in the Constitu-
tion to prevent his re-election." When I told him this,
Grant slirugged his shoulders, as if he might say some-
thing, but wouldn't. 1 re})eated to him a portion of
the Sermon on the Blount, " Blessed are the meek, for
they sliall inherit the earth."

On February 25th I sung at a concert in a colored
church on L Street. Onl}- a few years since I again
sung at a civil rights meeting in the same church at
which Douglass spoke. I went to tlie concert with ^Irs.
Douglass, but soon after my arrival a colored man
politely came and said, " Your place is on the platform."
I went up, and took my seat immediate!}" behind the
orator. He turned, just as he was rising to speak, and
asked me if I would sijig. I told Inm that if I sung at
all it would be simply a verse of '• America," and I
should ask the audience to join in Avith me. To my
surprise, Douglass, in the course of the evening intro-
duced me, first giving the Ilutchinsons and their work
one of the finest tributes we had ever received. I
listened to this with all the equinimity possible, and in
responding, made some reference to the national em-
blem, and drew from my pocket an American flag.
There was no other in the edifice, and the act aroused
the Efatherino- to the hio-hest i)itch of enthusiasm. I told
the story of Douglass at the hotel with me, in 1847,
Avhen the Avaiter refused to serve him. They were much
interested.

At one time during our stay in Washington I was in-
vited to visit several of the scliools, and asked Douglass
to go with me. In some of tliem they would gather



36 THE HFTrTTTN'SOX FAMILY.

large numbers of tlie pu[)il.s in the halls of the school-
houses, and 1 would sing and Douglass speak to them.

On Sunday, Febi'uary 28th, we attended a great meet-
ing in the assembly-rooms at Baltimore. Hon. William
Daniel acted as president of the occasion, and then fol-
lowed many temperance addresses. Hon. R. B. Vance,
of North Carolina, Hon. A. ]\I. Powell, Judge Lawrence,
of Ohio, and others spoke. We sta3-ed several days at
Baltimore and sung at temperance and other gatherings.
A few days later we made a trip to Frederick, Md.,
visiting the graves of Barbara Fritchie and Francis
Scott Key, the author of the " Star-Spangled Banner."
Henry told the story, in the Washinc/toH G-raphic, his
first bit of newspaper correspondence, as follows :

" On a brancli of the Baltimore ami Ohio Railroad, about equal dis-
tance from Baltimore and Wasliington, on a pleasant slope among the
green hills of ^laryland, lies the quaint old town of Frederick : a jdace of
some ten thousand inhabitants. While sojourning there last week we
were invited by some of the citizens to visit the cemetery. ( )n our way
thither we passed the old camping ground of General Lafayette and his
army, on the site of which is now erected the State Deaf and Dumb
Asylum, at an expense of nearly a half-million dollars. Several of the
stone buildings erected l)y Lafayette, now nearly a liundred years ago,
are still substantial looking fortresses.

"We drove on a half-mile to tlie cemetery, and aliglited from our
carriage at the grave of Barbara Fritchie, that heroic old lady whn, at
the age of ninety-si.x, displayed a patriotism that tln-ilKd the luarts of
the whole country, North and South. We plucked a few si)rigs of
myrtle, breathed a silent farewell, and passed to the other side of tlie
grounds, where in a bleak, and apjiarently unfrequented portion we
found a small, humble-looking stone with this inscription:



FRANCIS SCOTT KEY,
BoKN August 9, 1T80.
Died J.\>"UAKY 11, 1843.



— reminding US thfit we were at the grave of the author of the 'Star
Spangled Banner.' We were a little surprised not to find a more im
pressive nu)nument marking the resting i>lace of one of America's



CEUSADIXG FOE TEMPERANCE. 37

greatest bards. Wc could not refrain from singini,'- tlie old song in honor
of its author lying cold beneath the sod. The Hutchinson Family sang
the solos, while the whole party joined in the chorus.

" We were next shown into one of the tombs, where we found a curi-
osity worthy of mention. There were but two coffins in tliis vault, and
in them were the bodies of a man and wife, who died and were placed
there in 1838. About ten years after some of the relatives wished to
have the bodies replaced in nvw caskets. When the coffins were opened
both the bodies were founil to be in a perfect state of preservation. It
is now thirty-six years since they were buried, and still they show no
signs of decay. The body of the woman especially seemed to be most
perfect, showing no change except in the color of the skin, which was
about the color of leather. It is certainly a most remarkaV)le case, as
they never were embalmed. They simi)ly died and were buried the same
as any other people, and they are much better preserved than any
Egyptian munnny I have ever seen."

While we were singing at the grave of Key, Charles
Sumner died at Washington. Two daj's later Ave saw
his body lie in state in the rotunda of the Capitol, the
very place wliere a few niontlis before I had noticed him
critically examining the Carpenter painting. I never
was personally acquainted with him, but remembered
seeing him on many notable occasions. One was in war
times, when I sat in the Senate gallery with Douglass
and heard his great diplomatic speech in favor of de-
livering up ]\Iason and Slidell.

On Monday, the 23d of jNIarch, the Woman's Christ-
ian Association began a week of prayer in Washington.
Tlie great temperance crusade, which resulted in the
formation of the Woman's Christian Temperance Union,
had been inaugurated in Ohio the preceding year, by
Dr. Dio Lewis. At this time the movement reached
Washington in full flame. The pastors of the churches
held meetings at which practically all the Protestant
clergy were present. A committee of the whole was
appointed to wait upon Congress to urge bills increas-
ing the power of the ^Metropolitan Board of Tolice for



38 THE HUTCHINSON FAMILY.

tlie eity, and jjiovidiiii;- a rivil (lainao-e law against liquor
dealers. A thousand ladies held a woman's prayer and
eonference meeting the first day. There was a grand
demonstration in the evening'in the Foundry Methodist
Episcopal Church, among those participating l)eing Dr.
Dio Lewis, Eev. Dr. Butler, Rev. Mr. Baker, F. ]\I.
Bradley, Commissioner of Patents ^L D. Leggett, and
others. We interspersed the speaking with our songs.

On March 28th, we all spent the evening at the home
of General W. T. Sherman. The great soldier was a
firm friend in those days, and his hearty invitations to
alwavs visit him when in the city were much like the
cordiality shown us by Chief Justice Chase. On the
visit referred to I recall we had a discussion on the
peace question, lasting a half-hour. The great soldier
said- — ^a remark discouraging to me — that although he
had [)assed through four^'cars of war, with its attendant
carnage and misery, he •believed human nature was such
that the climax of discussion would alwajs be a l)lo()dy
confliet, until there should be a conq)lete revolution in
the policy of nations. The selfishness of nations, he
said, and the desire to maintain a leading position was
always an incentive to foreign war that was hard to con-
trol. It seemed to me his words discounted a great
pi-iuciple of Jesus, "Render unto CcBsar tlie things tliat
are C;esar"s and unto God the things that are God's."'
His wife was an attentive listener to the conversation.
I remember 1 said, " Whatever is good and grand and
heavenly in our religion should be engrafted into our
politics."' r hadheard that ]Mrs. Sherman was a devoted
Catholic, but I did not discover tbat the general was
especialh' a partisan or a professor of that creed. I spoke
of mv hope in the triumph of the principle of the father-
hood of God and the brother! lood of man, and said we



CEUSADING FOR TEMPERANCE. 39

hoped for better things. Sherman was born on the
Connecticut Reserve, in Ohio. Years before, I met his
sister at the White Mountains, and through her I made
the acquaintance of the general.

xVt about this time we sang in the Foundry Methodist
Episcopal Church, witli Mrs. Lippincott (Grace Green-
wood), she giving authors' readings during tlie evening.
March 29th we went to Washington's home, jNIount
Vernon, and the same evening were entertained by Grace
GreeuAvood at the Lincoln. j\Irs. Mary Clennner Ames
and Colonel John Hay assisted.

On April 2d we visited Vinnie Ream, the sculptor
who desio-ned the General Thomas monument. Amono-
the guests were three ex-Rebel generals. At her re-
quest I sang. I selected " The Blue and the Gray," a
song commemorating the act of the women of Columbus,
Miss., who on Memorial Day strewed flowers alike on
the graves of Confederate and National soldiers :

" By the flow of tlic inland river

Wlienee the fleets of iron h;vve fled,
Where the bhules of the grave-grass t^uiver,

Asleep are the ranks of the dead ;
Under the sod and the rk-w,

Waiting the Judgment Day —
Under the one, the Bine,

Under the otlier, the Gray.

"These in the rollings of glory.

Those in the gloom of defeat.
All with the 1)nttle-blood gory.

In the dusk of eternity meet;
Under the sod and the dew.

Waiting the Judgment Day —
Under the laurel, the Blue,

Under the willow, the Gray.

" From the silenee of sorrowful hours
The desolate mourners go.
Lovingly laden with flowers

Alike for the friend and the foe;



40 THE HUTCHINSON FAMILY.

Under tlic sod and tlu- dew,

AVaiting the Judgment Day —
Under the roses, tlie Blue,

Under tlie lilies, the Gray.

" Sadly, but not upbraiding,

The generous deed was done ;
In tlie storm of the years that are fading.

No braver battle was won ;
Under the sod and the dew,

"Waiting the Judgment Day —
Under the blossoms, the Blue,

Under the garlands, the Gray.

"No more shall the war-ery sever.

Or the winding rivers be red;
They banish our auger forever

When they laurel the graves of our dead!
Under the sod and the dew,

Waiting the Judgment Day —
Love and tears for the Blue

Tears and love ior the Gray."

When I had finished singing the song tlie three Con-
federates rose simultaneonsly and shoolv my hand heart-
ily. " Mr. Hutchinson," they remarked, *• that song is
a passport for yon anywhere in the South."' I did not
specially test this statement, except in Kichmond,
where the effect of singing it was precisely as they had
predicted. Later, by a special request, I went to his
hotel and sang " The Blue and the Gray " to Alexander
H. StejDhens, the ex-Vice-President of tlie Confederacy.
He was wheeled into the room in his invalid chair to
hear me. He was not as enthusiastic as the officers, hut
remarked that under reconstruction, the country was
safe. Francis M. Finch was the author of the words of
this song ; I wrote the music.

A correspondent of the SL Louis Gloln\ after re-
inarkino- that woman suffrage is the solution of the



CRUSADING FOR TEIMFERANCE. 41

problem of the dram-sliop, iiuule this kindly reference
to our visit in Washington :

"We have the Iluteliinsdii Family here, Inisy in tliis eaiise. Grand
old Jolni Hutchinson ! tlu' very enibodinient of lofty enthusiasm in the
riii'ht. How his clarion notes rang, down the long years of slavery, and
soiuided out the jubilate when the thousands of victorious soldiers st(jod
before him on the battle-lield ! Nor do the notes wax weak and falter-
ing; he has seen the freedom t)f the slave and still in this cause of tem-
perance he sings on and on, the prophetic burden of his song, as of old:
'It is coming! the good time coming.'

" I think I never saw a more beautiful face than that of this old man.
The features, regularly moulded, are large and tender, liis eyes luminous
with expression, as of one who dreams ever, prophetically, of the future;
his mouth is sympathetic, hiding its quiver of i)athos and smile of love
beneath a patriarchal beard, which time has generously touclu'd with
gray. He has a broad, white, earnest brow, above which a crown of
silvery hair lies softly and falls down in long curling masses over the
wide, picturesque collar he invariably wi'ars. Brawny shoulders, grand
chest and a sturdy frame have carried him safely through long years of
exposure and song in the cause for which Christ died — love of the race.
Jojm Hutchinson is the friend of woman in the broadest and best sense,
and is with us, heart and soul, in all that looks toward emancijiation
from the evils and misfortunes of life. < >ne cannot listen to the singing
of this well-known family without thinking regretfully of the one sister,
Abby, 'the little sister in the nest of brothers.' Her health has been
delicate for some time and she is now in Florida, writing home glowing
letters from beneath the blooming magnolias. She is still a beautiful
woman, with that soul beauty which lights up her great shining eyes,
and fluslies her pale cheeks at times into something far more attractive
than mere rose and lily flesh and blood can give. Her tiny frame
vibrates with every emotion when slie sings, iind I can well believe that
the soldiers almost fell before her in adoration when upon the field she
sang before them her ringing song of liberty. That her voice should be
silent during this crusade is much to be regretted."

Abby did not sing- before the soldiers. If she had
done so the effect would liave doubtless been as imag-
ined by Marie LeBaron, the corres[)ondent quoted al)ove,
for Abby's singing and presence always secured for her
an enthusiastic devotion little sliort of adoration. It
may be said here that the experience in the camps of



42 THE HUTCHINSON FAMILY.

three members — John, Henry and Viohi — of tlie
Hutchinson family always redounded to the the credit
of the whole, and was undoubtedly a help, profession-
ally and linancially, to each of the singing bands that
travelled under that name. The Legislature of Missouri,
at the close of the war, sent a most cordial invitation to
my brother Asa with his family to come to the State
and give concerts and when he w'ent to St. Louis in
response to the call, the city officials and the public
vied with one another in their efforts to do him honor,
in partial atonement for the expulsion of the brothers
from the city in antebellum times. When I visited the
city I was received with equal honor. Jesse, Judson
and I were refused a hall to sing in in St. Louis. Asa
was not with us at the time.

One of those most active in the suffrage movement
at the time of which I am Avriting was Dr. ]\Lny Fj.
Walker. We became well acquainted with her. She
was a sincere, honest, capable, independent woman, ex-
pressing her convictions freely in public, on railroad cars,
before assemblies of different kinds, at reform meetings
and elsewliere, always keeping herself eminently respect-
al)le. Tln'ough thick and thin of the reform battle, de-
spite criticisms and sneers, she wore male attire.

As has been hinted, we made a trip to Richmond,
giving a concert in the Opera House. The affair Nvas an
artistic failure from the fact that there was a tin roof
on the building, and as a stoi'm Avas raging, tlie rain
made such a rattle that Ave could not be lieard. We
visited Libby l^rison. and cold chills came over us as we
recalled the sufferings of the brave boys in blue incar-
cerated there. We spent an evening with Colonel Dan-
iels, a Yankee, Avho had established himself in Rich-
mond. The JJexjnctch, in speaking of our concert, said:



CRUSADING FOR TEMPERANCE. 43

"Tlie Ilutc'liinson Family uave tlu'ir first cinu'crt in tliis city at the
Virginia Opera Ilousi.' la-it niii'lit. The first part ol' the proiirainme was
executed witli smoothness and some success ; several songs were ren-
dered witii smoothness and satisfaction. The last hoiu- of the concert was,
however, made niiserahle to the singers and hiughable to their hearers
by the falling of the rain ujion the tin roof of tlie opera house, making a
clatter which elfectual'iv drowned all vocal efforts. Mr. Hutchinson,
when the rain was at its height, ai)pealed to the audience to say whether
he slioukl stop or go on. A gentlenum in the audience suggested that
as it was impossible for the people to go home he had just as well pro-
ceed. And he did; but the 'rain upon the roof won most of the
triumphs of the evening. The audience dispersed in fine humor, and
received at tlie door tickets for to-night to assuage their disappoint-
ment."

The Will;! said :

" There were some vacant seats last night, but those present had the
self-gratulation of being privileged to hear and enjoy some magnificent,
soul-reaching vocalism. The concert was of the humanizing order. It
lifted the men and women who were present above the plane of every-
day life. There is much we would like to say about this entertainment,
but it must remain unsaid. Let us not omit to commend 'The Blue and
the Gray ' as an approach to the sublime in vocal music rarely vouch-
safed."

The woman suffrage and temperance movement in
Washington brought to us F. W. Root, of Wyandotte,
Kan., with whom we liad lal)()red when tliere. He was
a Spiritualist and a great believer in the efficacy of
prayer. lie was lieutenant-governor with Governor
liobiuson, before the war.

We planned to be in New York during the May
meetings. Just before that we went to Nyack and
spent a Sabbath with Rev. Stephen Merritt, the inde-
fatigable temperance worker. He was one of the best
of met] and at the time of our great Cooper Institute
meetings acted as presiding officer. At this time Henry
and Sohier left me. Early in May my brother Josluia
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44 THE HUTCHINSON FAMILY.

my sister Ivlioda. He A^'as confident of success, and liad
a right to be, for Nellie had a beautiful voice, Avhieh
sim2)ly astonished me by its sweetness. It indicated that
there was to be no deterioration in the quality of tone
in the next generation of tlie Tribe of Jesse. These
two joined my wife and me in several concerts. On May
11th, in company with Henry, we sang at tlie ninth
anniversary of the National Temperance Society in
Steinway Hall, New York. A few days later Sister
Abljy, with her husband and her father-in-law. Rev. Dr.
William Patton, sailed for Europe. She stayed several
years, visiting ever}^ country in Eui'ope exce})t Portugal
and Lapland, remaining quite a while in Italy, and also
making toui-s of Egypt and the Holy Land. Henry and
I stood on tlie pier as the Adriatic steamed away. It
seemed as if we were never to see her again. Abby Avas
very fond of Henry and wrote him frequently. He had
a special bag in which lie kept all her letters. This
was stolen in Boston, the accident being most unfortu-
nate, for they constituted a history of her tour. Many
of her experiences were published, ho^\'ever, in the Port-
land Traiti<rript and other papers, and some letters to
Henry and myself are still jireserved.

On May 2oth, we sung at the anniversary of the Con-
gregational Club in Faneuil Hall, Boston, flohn B.
Gough was the principal speaker. Then, like Gougli,
we went home and devoted ourselves to raising chickens.
At this time Gougli Mas making anywliere from ten
thousand to fifteen thousand dollars a season from his
lectures, and yet as soon as he could get a respite would
hasten to his Worcester County liome and soon be en-
grossed with his })Oultry-yard. In his eyes a chicken
was almost a priceless possession, and any one who
Avould purloin one was a miscreant indeed. My diary,



CRUSADING FOR TEMPERANCE. 45

as I have hinted, shows that at this time I, too, had the
hen fever.

July 4th we went to Lakeview, Franiino-hani, t(^ sing
at a great woman-suffrage meeting. There was a good
attendance of the Ijest friends of tlie cause. Among tlie
speakers were William Lloyd Garrison, Lucy Stone
Blackwell, ]\L-s. Livermore, S. S. Foster and his wife,
Abby Kelley Foster, the Smith Sisters, of Glastonljury,
Conn., Mrs. Severance and others. On the following
day we again visited Colonel Shephenrs charges at the
Westboro reform school. When I spoke, I said, '■ Will
the boys from Lynn who may be present please rise ? "
To my astonishment boys began to stand in all parts of
the room, and I began to fear the Avhole school was of
L^am antecedents.

Then followed weeks of rest at home, succeeded by a
short visit to AFdford, and a trip among tlie White Hills
with Brother Joshua and Walter Kittredge, the author
of "Tenting To-night." On Septeml)er 6th we were
guests, at Lancaster, of Ah'. IJenton, son-in-law of Gen-
eral Neal Dow. We conducted a big temperance meet-
ing. A little later, with my wife, I went to New York,
and with Henry we sung at the annual meeting of the
Grand Lodge of Good Templars. Returning, I joined
Kittredge and Joshua in a tour of several weeks in
southern New Hampshire, Vermont and ALissachusetts.
After a trip to New York, early in November, Heniy
joined us, and we made a short engagement with J. W.
Caverly, a Lynn manager for concerts about Essex
County- This Ijrought us near Portsmouth and Port-
land, and other places where we had not sung for many
a year, though they were scenes of our earlier successes,
and we gave several concerts in those places. At Dover
I took a mournful satisfaction in calling on the widow



46 THE HUTCHrNTSON FAMILY.

of n\y old friend, John P. Hale, and his daughtfr, Mrs.
Wm. E. Chandler. We saw tlie old year out, and 1^75
in, at New York City.

The year 1875 was not as eventful as its predecessor.



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